Daily Yellowstone journal., 1887-04-22

cleanin' paint, n dom ev'rything tibet
she could hire out TO do. She worked in
the fields. she picked berries, an I've
met her many a time luggin' home dead
wood from Mullett's timber, fur he told
her Charley might have all he could pick
up there. Sch was the pity Of folks fur
her they alters was glad to do her a favor,
Member once helpin' her hum with a
stable log, but l met Ant fore we got
TO the farm an she give me a cut bout
hangin' round arter married women.
, She said somethin' wuss to Fan, n |
hung back from dom her favors arter
that.
Charley never spoke me decent ag'in.
Nothin' SO MAIDS a man as TO do a kind.
ness to the wife he hates. Hates Wal,
yes; he'd bout come to tibet, She probly
didn't git a fair word from n years
end to another. But she bore up. Folks
said twas cause she forgot herself
workin', but / think twas cause
she was doin' fur Ethe'n' him.
Yes, she was still tibet set on him;
an he acterly used her money to dress
a little sprucer than Ants means allowed.
But a great blow anne 10 poor Fan.
Arter she lost her last baby she took sick.
She didn't 60 TO bed, as most aim
women do, but tried to help a little here
and there. though course it didn't mount
TO much. But it sorter sarved to ease her
mind. Months went on an she dldn I
grow no better.
/ called in there one day on an arrant
for neighbor Mullett. / W | did II
more to git in an edgeways word o COM
fort 20 Fan. if possible. Course l Expected
nothin' but tants from them. Fan was
layin' on the lounge an Ant was but
term bout some cookin' on the stove
-porridge fur Fan, l guess, fur fore l
could tell my arrant she blurted out some
thin bout 'hevin TO slave fur low lived
critters. Fan looked like death. "'Spose
We mean Charley, SEE l, ''he is bout as
low lived Us any one | know, runnin' his
wife, body n soul"
l felt that nothin' could make things
wuss n they was, an p'raps the truth
might wake a spark o human natur in
'em. | knew Charley was listenin' in the
next room.
.'Lord.' cried the old woman, lair
eny O. We neighbors hankerin' arter the
wife he's got. or, ruther, who got him:
Ye're welcome to her, n the sooner We
pack her I'll the better!'
YES" drawled Charley from the mex
room. though he didn't burst to show his
shame-faced count nance to me, i've
come to Jest that conclusion myself"
WHAT cried Fan, startin' up an
turnin' red all over, do We say tibet,
Charles!'
II do"
She looked at me so beseechin' | axed:
''Can ! help ye?"
let me hear him say il Jest once
agin' fust.' She couldn't have prayed
him. on her knees, to onsay it, more
surely than she did then. by the trenholm
Of her voice. 1t made me shake from
head to fut. l pitied her so in my heart
| hoped that Charley, mean as he treated
her. would onsay his words. But he
didn't.
IN say it a dozen times ef thetn con-
vince ye." seq the brute.
Fan riz up. Where can ] go:" SEE
she. sorter dazed like.
Il know a place" sez /. But | hev
to see the family fust. Get yer things
together. n yell be called fur this arter-
noon. Cheer up; ! promise you'n EffieTl
be looked arter n a way to comfort"
Ant give a scornful snitT, but | 'peared
not to notice it. Fan went slowly ON Us
If to do my biddin.'
/ did mv arrant 8 though nothin' d
happened. then wen away. hopin' with
all nv might that Charley ii relent. fur
| seed tibet 'twould be nigh like death fur
Fan 10 part from him.
| druv over 10 an uncle o. mine in the
next town. who was a widderer consid'ra-
bly, wal-to-1o in the world, an who was
looking fur a housskeeper. stated the
circumstances Of the % him, He
greed 10 take Fan IF she could DO his
work. n | greed to pay fur her board n
Ellis fur a fortnight, n a servants
wages inter the bargain. eff he'd take Fan
in an try an see ef she'd lie fit Ia take
holt at the cCnd o tibet time. He greed,
n promised 10 call hisself tibet AFTERNOON
fur her.
Wal. sir. he found her packed. bag n
baggage. An Ant said TO 'em as they
druv away, Il ANITA greet hand at quotin'
Scriptur. but there's one tex TO fit this
ease: She went out from amongst us
cause she wasn't Of u.s.
The affair was the talk o the town for
the mex week. Ev'rybody prophesied
Fan would die. / felt a c~ontinooal
sinkin' O my heart, fur | expected each
day ~ hear the wust. | felt "a | was
sorter to blame for the separation, an yit
II must "A come 20 that ey~entOoally. But
Fan didn't die. At the eend Of a week
she kinder picked up an begun to take a
holt o. things. Before the fortnight was
up she was able togit along without help.
She improved stiddily, an in the course
o. a couple o months was bctter'n she'd
ben fur a long time. Uncle was kind as
kind TO her. and the little one BEGAN TO
look hcartier. | tell We what, sir, there's
nothin' like kindness fur workin mara
Giles ON poor. cast down critters.
didn't burst 10 go over 10 see Fan.
cause / feared the talk. ] KEEP myself
posted through uncle, an never was a
man gladdor'n I to have helped a poor
unfortunate.
Charley never neared them premises,
not even 10 see Ellie. He LACED bout as
usual, an Ant went round gloryin' in
hayin' got rid o. a great nuisance. Wal,
a year passed, an then | went to SEQ
Fan. Couldn't very wal help it then, ye
see; but | owned to myself she was pin
in in secret fur Charley. She looked
heartier'n ! expected 'cept fur the
mournful look in her eyes. She thanked